Georgics
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- Now to tell
- The sturdy rustics' weapons, what they are,
- Without which, neither can be sown nor reared
- The fruits of harvest; first the bent plough's share
- And heavy timber, and slow-lumbering wains
- Of the Eleusinian mother, threshing-sleighs
- And drags, and harrows with their crushing weight;
- Then the cheap wicker-ware of Celeus old,
- Hurdles of arbute, and thy mystic fan,
- Iacchus; which, full tale, long ere the time
- Thou must with heed lay by, if thee await
- Not all unearned the country's crown divine.
- While yet within the woods, the elm is tamed
- And bowed with mighty force to form the stock,
- And take the plough's curved shape, then nigh the root
- A pole eight feet projecting, earth-boards twain,
- And share-beam with its double back they fix.
- For yoke is early hewn a linden light,
- And a tall beech for handle, from behind
- To turn the car at lowest: then o'er the hearth
- The wood they hang till the smoke knows it well.